I am waiting for the rain to stop. When it does, I will pull on wellies, shrug on a well-worn waterproof jacket and wrap a woollen scarf around my neck, ready for a walk in the woods.
Raindrops trickle down the window pane in a race against time. I am waiting for the rain to stop.
sharpen the scent of decay
leaf litter and pine
Kim M. Russell, 26th November 2018
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Haibun Monday: Waiting
This Monday Imelda is tending the bar. She says that waiting is not one of her favourite words nor her favourite situation. But, she reminds us, we all wait for something, big or small, and whether we like it or not: we wait while on hold on the telephone, for the train, for a person or for a dream. One example poem Imelda shares with us is ‘I Am Waiting’ by Lawrence Ferlinghetti, my favourite of all of her examples.
Imelda would like us to ourselves in a waiting mode and think of what we are waiting for. Whatever that may be, we should share our thoughts in a traditional haibun of 1-3 paragraphs of tight prose capped with a traditional 5-7-5 syllable line haiku. However, if a more flexible haibun is our thing at the moment, we should feel free to write one.